I'm on the Outside [Emby]

[Jacob Jackson]

It had been a long four years. He had hardly spoke to anyone and those he had talked to were either dead now, or had their ears bleeding when they ran away. Rebellion members should have known not to attack him. He didn't care who found out either. He already rpobably had nemies and it didn't bother him. At least he was safer in here then he had been outside.

Lightly jacob looked up at the wall. He layed in the tall grass his hands behind his head. A small wheat piece hanging from his lips as he chewed on it lightly. His white tee shirt was fresh and not a few days old for old for once. His jeans were tight, due to Madam Weavers help and he liked them that way. His many wristbands moved as he yawned.

Jacob slowly examined the wall. No.... The humans were onthe outside. The mutants were on the inside. They were the more advanced beings. Even if the government only wanted them for experiemnts and the secrets to there power. They were the ones who had gotten that extra gene, the ones who hadn't been born humans. They were special! They didn't need to be normal! Who did? Normal was over rated anyway! Jacob chuckled to himself lightly. How could he not have seen this before. Slowly Jacob pushed himself off the ground. Stretching his amrs with a grunt, he truned before pacing towards the wall. Slowly he put a hand on its cool surface.

" I'm on the outside... I'm looking in, I can see through you. See to the real you. Because insdie your ugly, ugly like me. I can see through you. See the real you... " he sang softly. Well softly to him anyway. It would have been loud enough to snap a tree in half if he was this close. But it hd no effect on the wall. His echoes bounced off it like rubber.

It was a test. Ha... Those Rebellion members should just call it quits in his opinion.

[Emby Foster]

A young blonde ran her hand along the fence. Her pants were rolled to her knees and she let the wild flowers brush against her exposed skin. In the short amount of time she was in Freakopolis, she was finding all the places she could to try and forget she was there. The Norther Barrier, even with its trapping wall seemed to do the trick. The flowers were wild and unkempt, making Emby feel like she was outside the walls. Back in her other life. Unlike Jacob, she thought normal was good. All this abnormal crap had just brought her bad. It brought her death, it brought her oppression and it brought her anxiety. If she could find a way to be normal, she would take it.

She slowly raised her hand, pushing it through the air gracefully. The flowers followed her movements and she smiled. At least now she could practice her power, gain more control over it. She was already captured. What were they going to do? Put her in a room with no water, no air, no earth, no fire? Well, the fire might work but she needed the other things. You see, Emby had control over the elements and you couldn't exactly avoid most of them.

She made her way calmly through the flowers until she came upon a man. She stopped, analyzing him. She managed to keep her breathing in check. She had still managed to keep her panic attacks a secret but sooner or later (hopefully later) she would be forced into a panic attack that would get her sent to the infirmary. A bad one always came up once out of a handful. She saw the man's lips move and his voice was carried to her. She walked forward.

"If I may ask," she said softly as she was now about a yard away from him, "what are you doing?" She had a slightly bemused look on her face. "If you're trying to find the secret password to open these walls up, I've already tried 'Open Sesame' and 'Pretty Please'. I asked really nicely too." She was trying to make small talk. So far, she had failed. With her always moving around before she came here, she never got good at small talk but now that she was forced to one place, it seemed like she would have to get better at it. Hey, she was trying.

[Jacob Jackson]

Jacob glanced over his shoulder at the one who spoke not really paying attention to her just yet. He stared at the wall. " Ah no. If I knew the password I'd be in Hong Kong by now. After four years in here you try everything to get out. Now I simply come over here for peace and quiet. Only rebellion members show up here and they aren't around more than twice a day. Not many people like to come to the barriers. it's depressing to them. " Jacob rambled for a minute before shutting up. Slowly he turned to look at her shoving his hands in his pockets.

" My names Jacob. Whats your Blondey? " he asked olietly. Lightly he pushed his glasses up his nose staring at her for a moment.

[Emby Foster]

Emby rose her eyebrow as he didn't say anything for awhile. "Well, I guess that means I have no hope." Except those Rebellion members, she thought but she kept that to herself. He didn't seem to like them all that much. "It's nice if you don't look at the wall, I suppose. The flowers are nice." Her left-hand fingers twirled around by her hip and the flowers bent to her breeze again. It was a light breeze, barely noticeable. Emby rested her back to the wall as he turned to her.

"Michelle, but most call me Emby," she told him, a small smile formed on her lips. Nothing seemed threatening about him and Emby's heart stayed in regular pulse. "Your very relaxing," she told him before looking mortified. "I mean...ugh, sorry." She wasn't sure what she was apologizing for. Maybe being an idiot.